Truly a fantastic story, very well written and all endings were great.
I'd love to see more from Millie and Alex in the future, I'm sure there's plenty more timelines possible. This could be a great start to a canon of your own.

This is my second fiction story that I've written for this website. This time it revolves around Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones/ A song of Ice and Fire. This takes place a few days after her wedding to Khal Drogo. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think.
She sat upon the steed as it rocked gently back and forth. The city was now barely visible behind her and the buildings by the roadside were slowly becoming plainer,poorer and less frequent. The Summer sun shone down harsh and unforgiving and other than their band there was not a soul to be seen.
The Dothraki horde stretched for miles into the distance behind her. As the new Khaleesi she rode at the head with only Khal Drogo and his bloodriders before her. Her brother and Ser Jorah rode a few feet behind her, much to Visery’s anger. Her handmaidens Irri, Jhiqui and Doreah walked beside her.
Daenerys was dressed as a typical Dothraki women, she was wearing a roughspun tunic laced up the front and leather riding breeches. Her long silver hair was tied behind her in a braid similar to her new husband’s and it bounced lazily behind her with the movement of her horse. She was barefoot in the stirrups and as usual she wore no small clothes. That was never a problem when she wore silken dresses back in Pentos but the tunic itched her chest horribly and the breeches felt strange against her bare.
They had set out at dawn, leaving the city without ceremony while she was still half asleep. Although they had only been riding for a few hours she was already exhausted, she had never ridden for so long before and never in such heat. She had been drinking greedily from the water skin and was now beginning to pay the price for she felt a great need to make water.
Drogo was laughing happily up ahead of her and showed no intention to stop anytime soon.
She had felt the need for a while now and had done her best to ignore it, but being unable to cross her legs and her constant thirst were taking their toll. She knew she couldn't wait for much longer.
She leaned down and quietly whispered to Irri. “Do you think we're gonna stop soon?”
The handmaiden looked up at her with confused eyes, for a moment Dany didn't think she understood the common tongue but then she replied “Dothraki don't stop till the Khal say we stop”.
“ And when will that be?” She inquired further hoping it'll be soon.
“Not before moonrise, maybe later if Khal say so” Jhiqui butted in.
Dany’s eyes widened and she sat up straight in the saddle, it wasn't even noon yet. Her need only seemed to get worse with this revelation and she winced slightly.
This didn't escape her handmaidens.
“Is something the matter Khaleesi?” asked Doreah, who seemed to be fluent in the common tongue.
Dany saw no other choice but to tell her.
“We have to stop” she whispered bashfully “ I need to make water”.
Doreah nodded in understanding and rattled off a few words in Dothraki to translate to the other handmaidens.
“Ah, Khaleesi needs a piss” stated Irri far too loudly.
“Shhhh” Dany urged and darted her head backwards to see if Viserys heard, but her brother was engrossed in showing off his sword to a bored Ser Jorah and didn't seem to notice.
“There's nothing to be embarrassed about” assured Doreah “it’s perfectly normal considering how much you’ve drank”
Jhiqui nodded in agreement “We surprised Khaleesi didn't piss sooner”.
Dany felt her cheeks flush, they had obviously been expecting this. “So does this mean we can stop?”
“Oh no, Horde don't stop for Khaleesi’s bladder” Irri stated.
“Then what am I supposed to do?” Dany was getting worried now and her need was only getting worse, she’d start leaking soon she knew.
Doreah looked up at her with understanding. “There are over forty thousand Dothraki in the Horde, we all can't stop every time someone needs to urinate” she pointed forward to the Khal and his bloodriders. “Do you see the pouches by their saddles, they aren't full of water”
Dany gulped at this realisation but it did nothing to help her. “But I can't go in a pouch, I don't have a….spout”
“Yes, things are much more difficult for us women” Doreah agreed “ You’ll just have to go in the saddle I'm afraid”.
Dany’s eyes widened once again and she felt a small spurt leave her sex, she couldn't just go in the saddle, she went to protest but couldn't find the words.
Doreah tried to reassure her “It’s okay Khaleesi, all Dothraki women wet themselves at some stage”
“It is known” chimed Irri and Jhiqui in unison.
“Even you?” Dany asked shocked.
“Yes, even us” Doreah responded “ We aren't aloud to leave the Khaleesi’s side for any reason so we must go as we walk”
Dany was convinced that this had to be some sort of jape “Prove it, then”.
Doreah once again spoke to the others in Dothraki and they both giggled but Irri spoke up, “ I’ll go, Khaleesi”.
Dany was still sure that this was some sort of cruel joke until she noticed Irri sigh and seem to relax. To Dany’s astonishment she began to urinate while still walking. Her leather breeches grew slightly darker in her crotch and streams of yellow liquid appeared out of her pant cuffs halfway up her calves. It continued to flow down her legs and left wet footprints in the dirt behind her. After about twenty seconds she stopped going, her legs and feet were soaked and her breeches were stuck to her thighs, but she didn't seem to mind at all and looked up at Daenerys with a smile on her face as if expecting praise.
“T-thank you, Irri”, Dany stammered out, bewildered.
Irri beamed with gratitude and began gloating to Jhiqui in Dothraki.
Doreah looked back up at Dany “She, it's perfectly normal, no one even noticed”.
It was true, Viserys was continuing his boasting to a now sleeping Ser Jorah and no other Dothraki seemed to have taken notice.
Dany finally realised it was her only choice, her bladder was full to bursting and she felt that she leaked a bit more during Irri’s wetting. She checked once again to make sure her brother was oblivious and then leaned forward to rub the main of her horse “I’m sorry about this girl, but I got to go”.
She sat back in her saddle, closed her eyes and let go. Her bladder wasted no time in voiding herself and a steady stream began to flow out of her sex. She felt the warm liquid begin to fill the crevice between her lips in a manner that wasn't entirely unpleasant. The find silvery hair between her legs was promptly soaked and became heavy. The flow continued downwards and began to wet her buttocks which was numb from riding. Her liquid soaked her cheeks and rose up the crack between them, wetting her entire behind in the process. When her breeches couldn't hold anymore it began to flow down her legs and leak out into the saddle. The streams tickled as they made their way down her legs before dripping off her feet in tiny drops. She was surprised at how relaxing it felt and a slight moan escaped her lips. Her lower half felt as if it was immersed in one of the hot baths she loved so much. She was surprised to find that she actually enjoyed that.
Her wetting was far longer than Irri’s and lasted close to a minute. At the end she was left sitting in a warm puddle and her breeches were soaked. Her horse didn't seem to even notice what she had done and thankfully neither had her brother.
Her handmaidens were looking up at her expectantly, Irri was already mostly dry.
“Khaleesi feeling better?” Jhiqui asked.
Daenerys sighed contently, “Yes much better, thank you”. She was still sore from riding but she was happy to have finally gone, and felt quite relaxed as a result. At least there was something she found she enjoyed about Dothraki culture.

I have been a long time visiter to this website but this will be my first post.
This story uses characters and locations from Telltale Game's The Walking Dead Season 2 and is inspired by a post from dovahkingal101 but uses nothing from that piece besides the base concept.
As this is my first post I hope for honest feedback and opinions. Any tips or pointers are appreciated. No need to be shy.
Apologies for any misspelled words or grammatical mistakes that I may have missed.
Enjoy.
"Sarah, Clementine you two stay safe, we shouldn't be gone more than two days. And Clementine, look after Sarah while we're gone." Carlos added to her in private. The group set out before sunrise, beginning their trek through the early winter snow and leaving the two girls alone in the cabin.
The old pipes beneath the structure had burst due to the falling temperatures, rendering the cabin's toilets clogged up and unusable. The group had been forced to start using the nearby woods to find their relief. This had been especially difficult due to the icy conditions and Rebecca's advanced state of pregnancy. One advantage of the cold, however was the sharp decrease in walker activity, which enabled the trips to nature's bathroom to be relatively safe, however inconvenient.
But with the winter only growing colder, the group decided that it'd be best to attempt to repair the pipes sooner rather than later.
Luke seemed to recall an old plumber's shop in a town not too far away and the entire group were placing their trust and the future of their bathroom escapades in his memory. Everybody besides Clem and Sarah had set out on the expedition. Even Rebecca and Alvin who were in the hopes of finding baby supplies in the town.
Despite her constant protests, Clem was forced to stay behind and "hold down the fort" and to supervise the teenager who was constantly babied by her father.
While Clementine held a certain fondness for the older girl and would count her as a friend, she did serve as an annoyance more often than she would like.
Although she was older than her by a few years, the way she acted you never could've guessed that was the case.
This was mostly due to Carlos' overprotecting nature and his constant need to shelter Sarah from the horrors of the world.
Even though Clem believed this to be only making Sarah weaker, she didn't say anything to Carlos as no other member of the group seemed to have done so and as the newest member, she felt it wasn't her place to question how things were run.
The group had been gone about two or three hours and Clem and Sarah were sat together in the lounge, redoing a jigsaw puzzle that they had already solved over 20 times previously, when Clem first spotted Sarah shift her weight awkwardly where she sat.
Clem hoped it wasn't what she thought it was. While Sarah is generally very easy to look after and entertain, she had the downside of being excessively shy about certain subjects.
For instance, even though they had shared a room and a bed for several weeks now, Sarah still insisted that Clem leave the room whenever she changed her clothes, and while Clementine simply slept in a top and underwear, Sarah continuously wore full pyjamas to bed, complete with an ankle length dressing gown should she need to walk about.
But most of all Sarah was excessively shy about her bathroom needs. When the plumbing still worked it wasn't too bad, She would just sneak off to the bathroom whenever she thought that no one was looking, but ever since the woods had become the new toilet, things had become far more difficult for her.
While every other member of the group had adapted to the new arrangement quite well, especially Clem who had been using nature for her relief for many months before, Sarah, however took to the change quite poorly.
She flat out refused to use the woods unless her father escorted her out and back, and even then she would commonly wait until she was close to her limit before going.
What baffled Clem was that someone who was so shy about her bladder before hand, would unashamedly potty dance in desperation rather than simply pop outside to relieve herself.
Clem had seen more of Sarah's desperate dances than the others and recognised the signs of her oncoming need immediately, what she was both curious and worried about however was how Sarah would deal with her need without her father around to escort her.
For the moment, Clem decided not to say anything and to just wait and see if she would do anything of her own accord.
They continued on with the jigsaw, Sarah's shuffling steadily became squirming as the time went on. Clem kept her eye on her movements and could tell her need was rising quickly. Sarah would sit up, wiggle her butt a bit against the sofa and cross her legs, then repeat that same action every few minutes.
When Clem was placing the last piece of the puzzle into place, Sarah let out a slight moan of desperation.
"Everything okay?", Clem asked.
"Yep...all good", murmured Sarah through blushing cheeks.
Clem, thought that this had gone on long enough, if she was in Sarah's position she would've gone long before.
"Need to pee?", she asked calmly.
This seemed to fluster Sarah and only make her need worse.
"What? N-no, I don't, I'm f-fine" she stammered embarrassingly. Her hand lingered on her stomach, Clem could tell that she wanted to hold her crotch but was still to shy to do so.
"Of course you do", Clem replied, slightly annoyed, "Just look at you, you're practically holding yourself".
"N-no I'm not" Sarah said as she quickly moved her hands to her side, but crossed her legs tighter. "I don't know w-what you're t-talking about".
"Yes you do", Clem retorted, "and your dad's not around to take you this time".
Sarah moaned again and squirmed were she sat. Talking about it seemed to make her need worse.
"I-I'm fine, don't worry about me".
Clem realised that this technique wasn't going to get Sarah outside. She'd need to change her tactics.
"Come on Sarah, I've got to go too". It wasn't a lie, Clem did feel a slight need but could've held it for far longer if needed. "Just come on out with me, it won't take more than five minutes".
"N-no, I c-can hold it", Sarah replied, her hands hovering by her crotch again.
Clem was loosing her patience. "Look, Sarah. You're dad said they'd be gone two days or more, there's no way you can hold it that long, I certainly couldn't. So come outside to pee with me now or you'll just have to do it in your pants!"
Sarah looked at her as if she'd been slapped, the formation of tears visible behind her glasses. Clem wondered if perhaps she'd been too harsh, but then Sarah simply said "O-Okay, I'll go with you", and stood up.
Clem was relieved that she hadn't hurt her and smiled at the older girl.
"It won't be that bad you'll see", she said to reassure her.
Sarah only grunted in reply and they headed over to the cabin door.
Once outside the cold made Clem's bladder shudder and her need increased sharply. She looked over to Sarah and guessed that she had the same reaction as she had finally placed her hands in her crotch.
"Let's make this quick" said Clem
Sarah nodded quickly and the two girls started out towards the tree line. Clem walking steadily and Sarah hobbling slightly behind.
"Right, you know the drill", Clem stated once they were under the canopy of trees. Once again Sarah simply nodded.
Christa had shown Clem how to relieve herself in the wild early on and she had become an old hand at it. She undid the button on the front of her pants and shimmied them down her legs. Standing there in her blue underwear with her pants around her ankles she looked over to Sarah to find her starting to head back to the cabin.
"Sarah! What are you doing!?"
"I can't do it, I'm sorry", Sarah called back.
"Sarah, come back her right now!" Clem said forcibly.
While she didn't turn back, Sarah stopped hobbling away. She bent her knees and bounced up and down slightly.
"I'm s-sorry, Clemy, oh g-god, I-I'm so sorry".
This confused Clem, she didn't think that she'd been that harsh, but then she saw what was wrong.
A dark patch was slowly growing out from Sarah's crotch. A line was traveling upwards through her butt crack and two other trails travelled out horizontally, underlining her cheeks.
Clem stood dumb struck watching the older girl wet herself until she felt a warmness in her own crotch, seeing Sarah's accident had caused her to leak slightly and in a panic she yanked down her damp underwear, squatted down and began peeing into the snow.
She looked up from where she squatted and seen that Sarah was still peeing herself. Two fat trails had snaked their way down the back of both her thighs, breaking off at her bent knees, dripping off and streaming down into the snow below, creating a bright yellow puddle by her feet.
Clem's urine stream slowed down and stopped before Sarah's who continued going in her pants for another 10 seconds or so.
From where she was squatted Clem had an excellent view of the accident but couldn't see Sarah's face. She could, however, her the sobs that the wet girl was uttering.
Clem checked her panties, they were only slightly wet at the crotch so she decided to keep them on and pulled them up, without bothering to wipe. She buttoned her pants and headed over to her distraught friend.
She was careful to step over the yellow snow and gingerly placed an arm around Sarah's shoulders.
Normally weakness such as that would have angered Clem, but it was clear that Sarah had taken her wetting very badly.
"Hey, it's okay, come on, let's get you in out of the cold".
Sarah didn't say anything, just continued to sob, but allowed Clem to guide her back towards the cabin.
Once inside, Sarah threw her arms around Clem's neck, buried her head in her shoulder and began crying loudly. After an initial shock, Clem responded and placed her arms around the older girl, being carful to avoid her wet legs.
"There, there, it's okay, there's no need to cry".
"Y-yes, there is,", Sarah chocked out between sobs, "My dad's gonna k-kill me".
"Hey, no he won't, it's just an accident" Clem said in an effort to comfort her friend".
"It's not just an a-accident, it's me being a b-baby and pathetic, I know you'd never have one, you're s-so strong".
Clementine blushed as memories came flooding back to her.
"Well......that's not...entirely true". She said, now her turn to be embarrassed.
"What!?" Sarah gasped, looking up from Clem's shoulder, "You've had an accident?....I don't believe it." Sarah said, seemingly forgetting about her wet pants.
"Well you better believe it, cause it's true, I wasn't always as strong a you think I am" Clem replied, embarrassed that the topic had turned to her.
"Oh you have to tell me about it" Said Sarah excitedly, her embarrassment and sadness having passed her by.
"Well.....I dunno"
Sarah looked at her with puppy dog eyes. While Clem didn't want to tell the story but it was clear that it was cheering Sarah up.
"Fine", Clem sighed, "but you have to promise not to tell anyone".
Sarah held out her hand with her little finger extended, "I pinky promise" she said with a smile.
Clem couldn't help but to smile too as she locked fingers with her friend.
"Well.....okay...where to start? It happened right at the beginning of this whole mess, y'know with the walkers and everything. This guy called Lee was looking after me and I was still hoping to find my parents. Anyway, we were heading to this place called Macon where Lee's family lived. We travelled there in a pickup truck with this nice family. We had been on the road for hours and I hadn't gotten to use the bathroom at all that day. I didn't say anything cause I figured I'd find somewhere to pee when we got there."
Sarah was listening intently to every word Clem was saying. However embarrassing the story was she knew she'd have to continue.
"Not to go into too much details but we were attacked by a group of walkers when we arrived and had to hide in a pharmacy with another group of people.
When we got in everybody started shouting and arguing, I didn't know what about, cause I had to pee so badly.
I told Lee but he just asked me to wait, so I started looking for a bathroom myself.
I found one at the back of the store but the door wouldn't open. I tried asking Lee for help again but he just said it was locked and to look for a key.
I found the key under the counter and went to open the door and when I did...... A walker jumped out at me and it frightened me so badly that I started to..." Clem blushed brightly, " I started to pee in my leggings.
I could feel it coming out but I couldn't stop it. The walker had grabbed onto me but all I could think about was the warm liquid running down my legs.
I must've screamed or something cause the next thing I knew Lee pulled me away from the walker and one of the other members of the group shot it.
Even with the walker off me I still couldn't stop peeing and I ended up finishing the whole thing in my pants.
My underwear were completely soaked and my leggings were sticking to my skin uncomfortably.
I looked up at Lee and expected him to say something to me, but he didn't even seem to notice, at least he didn't say anything about it.
So.....I didn't say anything either and I ended up staying in my wet clothes for the rest of that night. Even when they dried they still weren't that comfortable and I was glad to change them when I got the chance to.
Well....erm....that's it, I suppose" finished Clementine rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment.
"Wow" Sarah gasped launching at Clem with a tight hug. "Thank you for telling me that, it made me feel sooo much better" Sarah said through a large grin.
"Yeah...well...you're welcome?".
"I can't believe you stayed in those wet clothes all day!" Said Sarah, breaking away from the hug.
"Speaking of which" Clementine motioned towards Sarah's still wet pants. "You should probably get yourself cleaned up".
"Oh yeah" Sarah giggled "I forgot about that. Wait! What about my dad?".
"Don't worry, he doesn't need to know" responded Clem with a wink.
"Wow, really?" Sarah latched onto Clem in another hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Clem simply shrugged, "That's what friends are for".